The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 425 Help
"It is unlikely that the puppet army will feign surrender, but we still have to guard against it. Monk, let the comrades in the sniper team keep an eye on it. If this devil and puppet army dare to make any changes, they will be killed directly."

Just in case, Kong Jie ordered.

"Yes!" The monk replied.

Of course, Kong Jie was thinking too much. How could these two devils have the wisdom and courage to feign surrender?

The puppet army platoon leader and his party, escorting the last remaining devils, walked out of the gun tower obediently, then opened the barbed wire fence of the stronghold, and collectively surrendered.

No abnormalities were found in the gun tower, and the panic and anger on the face of the little devil who was tied up was quite wonderful.

Kong Jie and his party took advantage of the situation to take over the prisoners and occupied the devil's stronghold.

It wasn't until this time that the puppet army and his party realized that the Eighth Route Army in front of them was not the main force, and there were only a dozen people in front and behind.

The platoon leader Wu of the puppet army is stupid, good guy, he was fooled.

"Why, do you feel that we are few in number and have been fooled, regretting that we took the initiative to surrender?" Kong Jie could see Plato Leader Wu's inner thoughts at a glance, and asked indifferently.

Platoon Leader Wu was taken aback, and quickly said: "What did you say, sir? We are also Chinese. We are in Cao Ying and our hearts are in Han! Sir, you come to fight the devils. We didn't say anything, and quickly tied the devils and came out to surrender. .”

"I think you are afraid of death, kid." The monk on the side said contemptuously.

"What's your name?" Kong Jie asked. .

"Sir, my surname is Wu. Everyone calls me Wu San'er because I'm the third child in my family." Wu San said hastily. The Eighth Route Army should be a commander with a high official position.

Kong Jie then asked: "Wu San'er, have you thought about how to go in the future?"

Wu San's eyes rolled, and he smiled apologetically: "Sir, Ming people don't speak dark words, now my life is in your hands, how will I go in the future, as long as you give an order, sir, I, Wu San'er, will have no problem." Two words."

"You are quite transparent, kid." Kong Jie said, "Well, you can do me a little favor. After the work is done, I will give you Wu San'er a credit on the red and black account, and I will let you go back, just go back What to do in the future, I think you should understand in your heart."

Wu San hurriedly said: "I fully understand that when we do things for the devils, we are actually doing things for a living, and we don't work for the wages.

Please rest assured, sir, when we meet your Eighth Route Army troops, we will just pretend to be behind, and we will definitely not hit a single bullet at your troops, sir. "

Wu San, who was on the road, made Kong Jie nod in satisfaction.

"Then take your people and let's go!"

At this time, the gun tower was almost cleaned. Before leaving, the soldiers blew up the gun tower and set fire to the devil's stronghold.

Walking on the road, the shrewd Wu San didn't rush to ask Kong Jie what kind of help he wanted them to do.

What Wu San is more curious about now is Kong Jie's identity.

This black-faced man looked very imposing. For the past six months, the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army has been even more impressive to the Japanese and puppet troops in Northwest Shanxi.

So who is this black-faced man from the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army?
Wu San, who pricked up his ears on the way, heard the monk calling Kong Jie to be the head of the regiment. This frightened Wu San, so Wu San hurriedly asked a little soldier beside him: "This little brother of the Eighth Route Army?" , dare to ask the Eighth Route officer in front, who is it?"

The little soldier raised his head and glanced at Wu San, and shouted: "Platoon leader, this traitor wants to know our details!"

Wu San: "..."

These eight ways, people are small and big, why are they all human beings?

The monk walked over from Kong Jie, glared at Wu San, and shouted: "This is our head, who do you think he is? Second devil, if you dare to make a wrong decision, I will not spare you."

After speaking, the monk left without looking back.

Wu San and his party were left in a mess in the wind.

"Platoon leader, isn't he the head of the independent regiment, Kong?"

A puppet soldier leaned close to Wu San's ear and asked with a shocked expression.

Wu San swallowed in the same shock, and said: "Nonsense, the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army has only one commander named Kong, who else could it be?"

"Hurry up and explain clearly to the brothers, and be honest with me. This independent regiment is a hard stubble. The Devils United was defeated by them. The little devil fled to Yangquan County, and was bombed by the independent regiment. The wounded soldiers nearly died miserably."

"This Eighth Route Army doesn't even care about little devils. If we are crushed to death, it will be as easy as crushing an ant."

"We want to survive. We can't afford to offend this little devil. This independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army is even more grandpa!"

"Yes!"

……

Kong Jie didn't have time to pay attention to what Wu San and the other puppet soldiers were thinking.

The team accelerated under Kong Jie's order, and soon arrived at a small Japanese and puppet stronghold.

Before the action, Kong Jie said bluntly: "Wu San'er, the help I need from you is very simple. You will lead the team in a while and trick me out of the devils in that stronghold. At least let them show their faces."

"We will destroy the devils in the stronghold as soon as possible, and the rest of the puppet army, you can help persuade them to disarm and surrender."

"How is it, is there a problem?"

"No." Wu San replied.

After the operation officially started, Wu San and his party walked towards the stronghold of the Japanese puppet army. They had the guns that Kong Jie ordered to return to them. Of course, there were no bullets in their pockets, just empty guns.

On the contrary, Wu San also had a deputy platoon leader of the puppet army. There were several bullets in the bastard box on his body. This was approved by Kong Jiete. The original words were: "It depends on your specific performance."

At this time, the sky became darker again, entering the final dusk.

According to the agreement between Wu San and Kong Jie, after approaching the stronghold, Wu San and his entourage will disguise themselves as broken soldiers who escaped from the previous stronghold, and they began to speed up their pace, pretending to be in a panic.

Huang Baiyang, the leader of the sniper platoon, was a little worried, "Head, you said these two devils, wouldn't they change their minds midway?"

Huang Baiyang's address to Kong Jie was forcibly changed by Kong Jie's order. Kong Jie said that he called the head of Kong too far-fetched. During the independent group, he directly called the head of the group.

Regardless of the word difference, Captain Kong figured it out very clearly, this is the subtle "Konghua".

Kong Jie said to himself: "Don't worry, these puppet soldiers don't have the guts yet.

Not to mention the prestige of our independent regiment, but how many snipers are aiming at the heads of Wu San and his party. These two devils dare not mess around. "

Sure enough, Wu San and his party did not do any small tricks on the way, but followed Kong Jie's order, pretending to be a broken soldier who escaped, and honestly approached the Japanese and puppet stronghold.

"Stop, who?"

The puppet army in the stronghold noticed that the team coming over was wearing the standard military uniform of the puppet army, but out of vigilance, they still shouted and asked.

Wu San shouted: "Old Liu, damn it, you don't even know me?"

"Old Wu, why are you here?"...

(End of this chapter)